A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 82 Clouds and Mist, Heavenly Net Hand

Yun Youbai's subordinates have used barbed wire to separate their carefully cultivated flowers for many years, but wild flowering trees still emerge endlessly outside the barbed wire.

Their dormitory building was also nestled among the flowering trees, and outside the dormitory building's wall was the place where the group was confronting each other.

After Yun Youbai and his group got out of the car, they were naturally surrounded by many subordinates who held up black umbrellas and escorted them as they approached.

The first to speak was Gao Dacai, one of the Five Tigers, to Yun Youbai's right. He was wearing only a yellow shirt with a cyan tattoo that was faintly visible on his chest and extended to the left side of his face, making his round face look much fiercer.

"Old Su, can't we talk this out? You didn't even bother to say hello before barging into Brother Yun's place with these people. Isn't that a bit too rude?"

Dugu Hao has always been ruthless. Among the Five Tigers and Four Valiant Ones, the others have gradually learned to keep their emotions hidden as their power has grown over the years. Only he remains ruthless and flamboyant, as if afraid that others will not know.

Such a person is naturally not very sociable.

However, the development of Dugu Hao's faction was not solely due to fighting and infighting. Su Yucheng played a significant role in this process, acting as a kind of steward, and in fact, he had more dealings with other parties.

Today, however, this middle-aged man with prominent eye bags showed no sign of respecting Gao Dacai.

"In normal times, these formalities of etiquette between superiors and inferiors should be observed, but if everyone has gone from brothers to enemies, it would be too hypocritical to continue with such formalities."

Su Yucheng had about twenty people around him. It didn't seem like many, but nearly ten of them were wearing full sets of black leather gloves. Their arms stretched the sleeves of their suits taut, clearly a characteristic of modified martial artists. The others were also armed.

As Yun Youbai and his group approached, the group immediately assumed a defensive posture, practically pointing their guns at them.

A dozen meters away, Yun Youbai stopped on his own initiative, and the men who were originally guarding the garden also came to him. The leader, Achang, added a few more words that he hadn't had time to say on the phone.

"They wanted to search our dormitories and even threatened to turn the flower field upside down and cut down all the flowers we planted."

Gao Dacai frowned and shouted towards Su Yucheng, "I've heard about what happened between you two. It's just a cell phone, is it really worth making such a fuss about?"

Before Su Yucheng could speak, someone behind him shouted, "Uncle Gao, is Second Brother Yun mute? Why does he make you talk about everything?"

The speaker took half a step forward and stood next to Su Yucheng. He was a thin, short-haired young man with a heart-shaped gemstone necklace around his neck.

This is Dugu Hao's nephew, Dugu Yu. Dugu Hao's son was killed early in his life, and this nephew was basically being groomed by him as his successor.

Dugu Yu, dressed in thin clothes, his suit already soaked through by the rain, chuckled coldly and said, "Who doesn't know that this garden is where Yun Lao Er (Second Brother Yun) sets up his schemes? Under these flowering trees, he's buried countless enemies, traitors, and people he doesn't like. My father's cell phone leaked out here; isn't that enough evidence?"

"Are those people who have been loitering around my house and Su Bo's office building over the past month enough evidence?"

"Oh, you returned my uncle's phone, and I'll return theirs to you too."

As soon as Dugu Yu said this, the people behind him received a signal and took out some mobile phones from their pockets and threw them out, leaving them on the open ground between the two groups of people.

Some of the phones, still stained with blood, lay in the wet mud. The screens flickered a few times as the rain washed over them; these were all belonging to Yun Youbai's men.

Their actions immediately stirred up Yun Youbai's group as well. Some people recognized their loved ones among the phones and started cursing and raising their guns.

People on both sides raised their guns, creating a cacophony that instantly drowned out the sound of the rain.

Although Gao Dacai, Gu Daoyuan, and Hu Buxi did not speak, their faces all showed extreme displeasure, their gazes piercing through the rain as they stared at Dugu Yu over there.

Dugu Yu used to be arrogant and domineering, but after Dugu Hao went missing, he must have been the most uneasy. It's obvious that the extreme method of targeting the person monitoring him must have been at Dugu Yu's behest.

Yun Youbai stared at the phones without saying a word, then suddenly raised his voice, drowning out the commotion, and said, "Alright, shut up."

"If you want to search, I'll let you search every inch of it. My friendship with Ah Hao is far greater than any flower field or thousands of flowers in Bukit Po that can compare to it."

"However, my brothers can't suffer this humiliation for nothing. If we can't find any evidence... ha!"

He sneered, raised his eyes and locked them onto Dugu Yu, "Then my nephew must give me an explanation. Three cuts and six holes wouldn't be too much."

Su Yucheng interjected, "This matter..."

"good!"

Dugu Yu roared and ordered his men to immediately search for flowers and turn over the soil.

Su Yucheng frowned and whispered a few words to Dugu Yu.

The wind and rain were getting stronger, and the sound of the rain was so loud that Dugu Yu didn't know if he could hear him clearly. Anyway, he just put his hand on Su Yucheng's shoulder and gave a cruel laugh.

"Uncle Su, you are smarter than me, you think more and your thinking is more comprehensive, but that also makes you slower. I am stupid and single-minded. I only know that now that we have lost our eldest father, no matter how he died, the rest of us are only good for being pawns."

Su Yucheng was startled by his words and looked in the direction he was looking. There were several cars parked in another direction not far away.

Fan Minzhi stood by the car, holding an umbrella, surrounded by a crowd.

Yun Youbai also glanced over there, his voice low, and said, "Daoyuan, Buxi, Lao Gao, call and tell them to bring over all the modified martial artists under our command to support us."

Gao Dacai was startled and said, "Call them all?! They only sent this many people; I think they were still holding back. Is it really necessary for us to make such a big fuss?"

"The secretary said the old man had insomnia, but he just took his medicine and went to sleep."

Hu Buxi, who was standing next to him, suddenly spoke up, shaking his phone. His voice was so sinister it could drip water. He gestured towards Fan Minzhi and said, "You seem quite energetic, Lao Gao. I'm afraid this isn't just a prelude, it's the main course. Hurry up and call for help."

Just as they made the call, several more cars arrived from Fan Minzhi's side, almost blocking the intersection.

Fan Minzhi stood there without moving, but raised his voice and shouted, "Second Brother Yun, I heard what you just said. Brother Hao's matter is indeed not something that can be compared to the value of a mere flower field, but I don't believe that Second Brother would be the kind of person to harm his brothers. There must be some misunderstanding here."

"Why don't you and A-Yu come with me to see the chairman first, and have him mediate so that we can all work together to find out the truth?"

Guan Luoyang took an umbrella and stood to Fan Minzhi's right, silently admiring the sight of the trees being uprooted in the distance. Hearing this, he glanced at Yun Youbai with interest.

Just as Hu Buxi was about to speak, Yun Youbai grabbed his wrist, signaling him to shut up.

"Minzhi is right."

Yun Youbai responded loudly, then turned to look at Dugu Yu and said, "Alright, my dear nephew, do you dare to come with me to see the chairman?"

Dugu Yu said with a forced smile, "What's there to be afraid of?"

Yun Youbai took the umbrella from his subordinate, gave a few words of advice, and then loudly proclaimed at the end, "You will all be here to witness the results of the search of the flower field."

Without waiting for a reply, he broke away from his own group and went alone to Fan Minzhi.

This action slightly surprised Fan Minzhi and Dugu Yu.

Just as Yun Youbai was stunned, it was as if a bomb had exploded beside him.

A loud bang.

The umbrella, from handle to canopy, was shattered into pieces in an instant by the force of his clasped hands.

Purple fireworks, like a meteor shower, expanded and blasted forward from Yun Youbai's hand.

His arms were covered with a matte black coating. His hands, which had been hidden under white gloves for years, were now completely freed because the gloves were shattered. There were obvious gaps where the finger joints were connected and where the metal plates on the palms and backs of his hands were coupled.

The solid medicine stored in the cavities of the arms, under the stimulation of the True Spirit Electric Energy, transformed from solid to liquid, and then sprayed out from the gaps between the palms, releasing a purple, potent anesthetic gas.

The volume of the drug was magnified thousands of times during this process, and then constrained by Yun Youbai's mental power, it was blasted towards the place where his gaze fell as he controlled it.

Five years have passed since the modification of these arms was completed, and this is the first time that its combat capabilities have been fully unleashed in front of so many people.

A feeling of exhilaration welled up in Yun Youbai's heart, and he spontaneously sang a poem.

"You've been plotting against me, haven't you? You'll see if you can withstand this move, Cloud and Mist Net!!"

The moment his voice left his mouth, plumes of smoke rose into the air, already covering a distance of dozens of steps.

The ethereal purple smoke, traveling at the speed of a cannonball, crashed into the crowd on Fan Minzhi's side.

Someone was hit directly in the chest by a cloud of smoke, thrown sideways, crashed into a car, and shattered the car window.

Many more people raised their guns in astonishment, but as soon as they raised their guns, they lost consciousness, their eyes rolled back, and they fell down in droves as if they had no bones.

The gangs in Singapore and Malaysia have emerged from chaos and reached their current peak. No matter how they package themselves and appear to be part of the order, deep down they can never truly trust the order.

It is impossible to trust one's opponent when one is clearly framed and surrounded by crises.

Yun Youbai's sudden attack was exactly as Guan Luoyang had expected, but the way he launched his attack was quite unexpected.

With a single strike, more than half of Fan Minzhi's men were wiped out. The forty-odd armed thugs were rendered useless and fell to the ground.

The remaining twenty-odd modified warriors displayed extraordinary qualities at this moment.

Their movement speed was no less than that of a tiger or leopard pouncing at close range, and after instinctively holding their breath, they were not immediately affected by the purple smoke.

Almost instantly, this group of people formed an arrowhead-shaped formation, protecting Fan Minzhi.

At the same time, Lang Feiyan grabbed Fan Minzhi, nimbly braced herself on the roof of the car behind her, and flipped over seven or eight meters away before landing safely.

Fan Minzhi herself was also a modifier of bionic machinery, but her on-the-spot reaction was much slower than Lang Feiyan's.

Just as the two escaped the purple smoke, they saw the modified warriors, arranged in an arrow formation, being launched outwards like volleyballs being hit.

Yun Youbai was like a tiger among sheep; none of the modified martial artists who tried to entangle or obstruct him could withstand a single swing of his arm.

Fan Minzhi exclaimed in surprise, "How can his Heavenly Net Hand have such power?"

The information on the Five Tigers and Four Valiant Ones is updated every year, and Fan Minzhi reviews it carefully every year.

Yun Youbai's Heavenly Net Hand possesses the special power to create clouds out of thin air, which can obscure people's vision and even hinder detection by infrared scanners, radar, and the like.

However, according to the records, Yun Youbai's most outstanding achievement was only to spread the fog to a range with a diameter of 20 meters. Neither the range nor the lethality was as great as what is happening now.

Lang Feiyan froze when Fan Minzhi tugged at her wrist, and asked in return, "What are you doing?"

"Let's retreat first, and then surround him when the main force arrives."

"Then you've lost!"

The large cloud of purple smoke ahead obscured the view, but cars and figures could still be vaguely seen. Lang Feiyan could also hear dense gunfire coming from dozens of steps away.

It was clearly Gu Daoyuan's group that attacked Dugu Yu and his companions.

If Fan Minzhi were to flee now, he would most likely be able to save his life.

But Yun Youbai would then naturally swallow up Dugu Hao's territory, take over his business, and his power would expand once again.

Since Fan Buchou has chosen not to interfere, he won't say much when the time comes. Fan Minzhi will become the biggest loser, and it's uncertain how long it will be before he takes power.

"Ge Shu and the others are already on their way. We might still have a chance. Guan Luoyang and I will hold them off. Even if you can't win, you should at least show some responsibility."

Lang Feiyan held Fan Minzhi down, her eyes scanning the surroundings. "Don't be afraid, you won't die so easily."

Her gaze swept upwards, to the top of Bukit Po, and through the rain, she could vaguely see a white-haired man in a trench coat leaning against a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, looking down at the mountain below.

"really!"

With Lang Feiyan's words, Fan Minzhi calmed down. He wasn't actually afraid, but he realized that his prediction was too far off, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat first.

Their conversation was very quick, but by the time they finished speaking, only five or six of the modified martial artists who were holding off Yun Youbai at the car were left.

Lang Feiyan knew she couldn't delay any longer. She took a deep breath, closed her mouth and nose, and was about to step forward when she suddenly stopped. Her gaze involuntarily followed the object in front of her as it rose from low to high.

Among the many vehicles, the car that Fan Minzhi and the others had previously ridden in was lifted up.

Saying it's "lifting" isn't quite accurate.

The word "lift" often implies heaviness, slowness, and even effort.

The process of lifting the car was so quick and easy.

The person who had been standing on the side of the car reached under the car with one hand and pressed down on the roof with the other, causing the undercarriage and roof to dent slightly almost simultaneously.

With a metallic crackling sound, the entire car flipped and swung through a dark arc before crashing into Yun Youbai, five meters away.

Just as Yun Youbai sent a modified martial artist flying, a dark cloud descended from above. Unable to dodge in time, he formed an arc with his arms and slammed his palms down onto the roof of the car that was crashing down.

The doors and windows on the vehicle shattered with a series of loud bangs. The area on the roof that Yun Youbai pressed down with his palm was severely dented, causing the entire roof to flatten out.

But just as he was about to push the car away, the deformed sedan suddenly sank, emitting a dull, loud thud.

Guan Luoyang leaped into the air, did a somersault, and slammed his foot hard into the chassis of the car.

Yun Youbai was pressed down, her knees slammed into the ground, the fabric of her trousers was worn out, and the black paint on her knee joints rubbed against the concrete ground, sparks flying.

His face flushed slightly, and as his back teeth touched, he remained calm and collected, grinding and rotating his palms together.

"rise!!"

The purple gas that permeated the surroundings and seemed to be spreading continuously suddenly undulated, like waves floating in the air, carrying a whooshing sound as it converged towards Yun Youbai.

Everything is leveraging its power, creating a magnificent and vibrant scene!

Yun Youbai is ambitious and shrewd. In fact, he hasn't fought with all his might for five or six years. His progress over the years is not just about the idea of ​​filling his arms with medicine.

In fact, to ensure that the anesthetic takes effect quickly enough, does not directly destroy the internal parts of the arms during the transformation, and can compress more mass for continuous combat, all these challenges must be overcome through practice.

In order to find the right drug ratio, Yun Youbai has secretly conducted no less than a thousand experiments in cooperation with researchers over the years. In the process, his ability to control smoke and clouds has also been continuously refined and deepened.

Today, his control over these anesthetic gases has reached a point where he can both release and control them.

The thin purple haze quickly shrank its coverage area, becoming thicker and condensing before pouring into the car.

A car already has countless cracks inside, and in a severely deformed sedan, these cracks are magnified even more.

The all-pervasive purple gas penetrated the car, and with a sudden jolt, the black car instantly disintegrated, with doors, hood, fuel tank, and countless other large and small parts flying everywhere.

Guan Luoyang twisted his body and landed on the roof of another car seven or eight meters away.

Yun Youbai stood up, his eyelids twitching, his eyes widening into a bulging arc, like a tiger's glare, and he snapped, "Guan Luoyang? You're determined to follow a brat? You're blind!"

Surrounded by mist and rain, Guan Luoyang said calmly, "I heard you're all from the same family. Why are you fighting so fiercely? I stopped you to leave you some room to maneuver."

Fan Minzhi, who was behind them, was both surprised and delighted. It seemed that Lang Feiyan would not have to take any risks. He was overjoyed and shouted, "Guan Luoyang, Brother Guan, kill him, and I'll give you an extra 30% of the debt we discussed earlier."

"oh--"

Guan Luoyang had his back to that side, a smile on his face, his voice still calm.

"That's great. Let me see what a modified martial artist who has truly mastered his own power can achieve."

"You're still wet behind the ears, spouting nonsense!"

Yun Youbai gestured with both hands, and purple mist swirled around him, intertwining and stirring the raindrops, which flew through the air like streaks of dragons.

(End of this chapter)